[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
Ayo
Made it out the dirt, now I reside at the top of the mountain
I been the shit, ain't shit change, but the money amount that I'm countin'
My bitch caught a brick, I gave her a couple of ounces
Had a thousand dollar lick on Fountain
Plenty hundred-gram sales, fiends doin' rails, 'resi on the scale, collect calls from jail, say "God give 'em Hell"
Been put these n***as in the coffin, now this the nail
Tryna get a Porsche, was throwin' rocks at a prison cell
Had to take chances
Turned the powder on the plate to a pile of paper on Pace campus
Collеge kid took a sniff, started breakdancin'
Stonе faced as I stuff the cake in my grey fancy
Cut a artist face, wipe his blood on a blank canvas
They praise the God like St. Francis
From Korea to Kansas
I need the cream on some Wu-Tang Clan shit
That's only way my right hand itch
The dream'll never tear and break
I'm pullin a white Beam' with drop up
So I was runnin' base in New York like Mike Piazza
Only got piped for a bee-otch and not a dolla'
Don dada, do you dirty like Bishop with the six-shot revolver tryna knock the top off ya
We globetrot, was in the trap fightin' paranoia
Now the world's my playground, look how I'm stylin' on ya
Like a Prada model, them n***as hypnotized watchin' my moves
My stock rise, look what God do
[Bridge: Sample]
You're welcome, you're welcome!
You're welcome!

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Livin' the high life, makin' moves at night, gettin' mine right
Tell me what's more important: The lucci or the limelight?
The coochie or the come up; do you see clearer in hindsight?
I'm too official, who you wish you rhyme like
Five mics, I'm nice like Jerry Rice after the hype
Jumpin' over n***as, catch the ball, touchdown, then I spike
We not at all alike, the Don in Louis Vuitton Nike's
Was walkin' on a knife and now I song write
Pushin' white, clock it like "Strike!", had rocks for they pipe
Overcame the strife, then I flew around the world twice
Judas tried to stab me in the back and take a n***a life
Laser on the gat, lay them flat, my aim is precise
Name your price, only seven figures'll suffice
I'm the brightest light, them n***as ain't hot enough to melt ice
The flyest, I slide wit' ghetto J Lo's and Mya's
Mariah's admire but I'll never be tied up
Quiet bougie bitch, behind closed doors she my slut
Teanna Trump how she give it up
You n***as is stuck in the same spot that you been at for mad long
Same spot you was at when I last blew past y'all
I'm killin' shit, before I smoke you, take the mask off
You n***as lack sauce, nothing but crack in my catalogue

[Outro: Sample]
Allegedly I did this, alright? Allegedly
Allegedly I did these (Ha ha ha) things, right?
And, otherwise, so, allegedly, 'cus, you know
I done it